Still traumatised from R1, i didn't even flinch on the back of being riled by workmates about the Big fellas enforced layoff whilst sipping my campbells Pea & Ham soup in the lunchroom yesterday. I couldn't help but think a recent chapter of the mighty RFC has been dogeared ready to close sometime soon but in a perverse way I am rejoicing inside, that necessity is indeed the mother of invention and out of the ashes our beleagured forward line will have a sense of freedom not seen since the fall of the Berlin wall. I've gotta tellya, I'm excited. Strap yourself in folks, I'm getting ready for the ride of my life, you better believe it